Chapter 447 Cannon fodder stepsister doesn’t want to die (4)
The boy wiped his saliva sleepily, neatly carried his empty schoolbag and sat in front, then lay down and continued to sleep.
Hearing the cries around him, Jiang Lai felt as if his heart had stopped.
His chaotic mind became clearer and clearer, and his serious look even affected the girl who was reading a novel on the side.
She had been secretly staring at Jiang for a long time.
During the ten-minute break, Jiang Lai never stopped writing and kept calculating.
Oh my god, was Jiang Lai taken away?
Little Pudding has become accustomed to Jiang Lai's obsession with completing tasks. He has determined that one thing must be 100% focused on it. Such people are extremely efficient in everything they do, so Little Pudding is obsessed with this task. Not worried at all.
It's just that Jiang Lai like this makes him feel a little bored.
While Jiang Lai was drinking water, Little Pudding asked quickly.
"You haven't drawn any skills yet, can I draw one for you?"
"You can smoke whatever you want."
Jiang Lai didn't care at all, which made Little Pudding a little hurt.
There was no need for him to smoke, so he tried to give her various skills to use, and finally found the one that suited her after a long time.
"Congratulations, you have obtained the twenty-hour workaholic skill! The skill has been distributed."
"Spread the word."
"To put it simply, you only need four hours of sleep a day to gain sufficient energy, and the remaining twenty hours can be used to study and make money."
Jiang Lai nodded and recognized the skill given by Little Pudding with his actions.
"You will work hard all your life..."
Little Pudding sighed while complaining.
You must know that he used to be a well-known salty fish in the bureau. He had no ideals and low ambitions. After finally becoming a full-time employee, he had the opportunity to assign hosts. From the beginning, he only completed five or six of ten tasks, which was more or less It’s enough if you can pass the test.
Then he met Jiang Lai.
Insidious, cunning, smart, beautiful, both good and bad, Little Pudding can neither be liked nor disliked. The most important thing is that Jiang Lai works too hard and devotes himself wholeheartedly to every task. Juan Wang The king and his salty fish were forced to follow a roll, a passive roll, and he was directly rolled into the annual performance champion and attendance pacesetter. His job number and name were all on the honor roll.
Looking back on the life he lived in the past, it was so unrestrained. Looking back now, he was almost suffocating from one task after another. In addition to worrying about his own health, he also always paid attention to whether Jiang Lai would die suddenly.
But the person involved obviously didn't have that much time to think wildly. The original owner's foundation was too poor and he didn't have a smart mind. Even if the original owner tried his best to learn Dingtian, he would still be at the middle level of this school.
Jiang Lai has always had very high requirements for himself. He set a goal for himself to be admitted to medical school. He immediately made a study plan overnight, and the heavy study tasks accumulated every minute and every second.
Little Pudding felt a little sad seeing her like this.
I am not a well-connected person, and unlike other assistants who can casually provide the host with free tips, the best skill I can give Jiang Lai is to allow her to gain the most energy with the least amount of sleep.
But the most important thing is that she has to work hard herself.
After returning home and finishing dinner, Mao Fang originally planned to take Jiang Lai out to relax, but Jiang Lai, who didn't want to finish his meal, went straight into the room and closed the door.
I never came out once during this period.
Mao Fang was a little worried, so she cut the fruit and brought it in.
"What's wrong? Did something happen at school? Talk to your mother."
Jiang Lai put down his pen and looked at Mao Fang sitting by the bed.
"Have you gone for a checkup?"
"Yeah."
"What was the result?"
Mao Fang was a little dazed. Thinking of the doctor's serious face and what he said to him today, worry flashed in his eyes, but seeing Jiang Lai who knew nothing about it, he finally chose to continue pretending that nothing happened.
"It's nothing, I'm just too tired. Just rest more."
She didn't want to say it, and Jiang Lai wouldn't ask any more questions.
After all, even if she knew, she couldn't give Mao Fang any help, and she let Mao Fang worry about herself for nothing.
"Mom, you know that you are my only relative in this world. You are very important to me. I hope that you can be healthy and witness every important occasion in my life."
Jiang Lai's voice was calm and mixed with worry.
This made Mao Fang's heart clench.
I couldn't hide the fact that I was in the middle stage of cancer for a long time, but it was still incurable pancreatic cancer. If Jiang Lai hadn't reminded me, I might have just treated it as ordinary back pain, and I would never have thought that I had a pancreatic tumor in my body.
The only good thing now is that it was discovered in time. Although it cannot be cured, it can be treated with surgery and drugs, allowing her to live for a few more years.
Mao Fang's eyes were a little red.
He reached out and touched Jiang Lai's hair to endure the pain in his heart.
"Okay, mom promises you to live a healthy life."
Yes, she is her daughter's only relative here. Her daughter is still young. If she dies now, who will take care of Jiang Lai?
Jiang Zhensheng?
Although the man tolerated Jiang Lai on the surface, secretly he had already left all the valuable things of the Jiang family to his son Jiang Ci.
Mao Fang could understand. After all, her mother and daughter were from outside the country. How could Jiang Zhensheng leave money to Jiang Lai if he was not stupid.
Now that he is willing to take care of their mother and daughter, she is satisfied.
She still had to think of a way to deal with the subsequent treatment costs. Jiang Zhensheng could not bear it alone.
After Mao Fang left, Jiang Lai lowered his head and looked at the white paper in front of him, which clearly listed all the treatment costs for mid-stage pancreatic cancer.
If you want to treat it, you must follow the best standards.
Calculating a series of expenses including surgical resection of the tumor, later chemotherapy, targeted drugs, adjuvant treatment and secondary diseases, it is conservatively estimated that the cost in the first three years will be nearly 4 million.
The content of the mission is to save Mao Fang. How can it be considered a rescue?
According to the current survival life expectancy of pancreatic cancer patients worldwide, the survival rate of patients with mid-term cancer within five years after illness is less than 20%.
In the original plot, Mao Fang's condition worsened after Jiang Lai graduated from high school, and he died less than half a year later.
But now it is discovered that he will definitely be alive within five years. What will happen in five years will depend on Jiang Lai.
Little Pudding looked at Jiang Lai's frown and felt heavy in his heart.
This was the first time that he saw Jiang Lai in such trouble for a task.
"The task is very difficult. Just do your best because of Mao Fang's illness. You have allowed her to live for a few more years. From this point of view, the task should be completed."
"It is much more difficult to save a person than to destroy a person."
Little Pudding was silent. Jiang was right, this world was far more difficult than the previous ones. (End of chapter)